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Meaning

In Poetry on June 16, 2014 at 4:23 pm

Uncontaminated

unsullied

flawless

 

Art

 

under a microscope.

 

It provokes unchanged Worlds–

large

within confined

 

space.

 

The Systems proliferate.

 

The Systems succeed.

 

Gregory Gathman, USA

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Yellow Line Train

In Poetry on June 2, 2014 at 2:43 pm

We huddle as we wait. We huddle as we wait.

Drippity drip drip. Drippity drip drip

Drippa drip drip. Drippa drippa drip drip.

It’s wet.

 

Buses pass. Nordstrom.

A light veil of rain in front of Nordstrom.

Drippa drip. Drip drip. Drippa drippa drip drip.

It’s cold out.

 

Slap slap. Shhhhhht. Click ding!

Ticket validated.

 

I wait for you, Yellow Line Train,

And I huddle as I wait.

 

 

 

 

 

Da ding! Da ding!

 

Michael Pfeiffer, USA